(in a deep valley three red-robed attendants, one carrying an object on a tray with a cloth over it, enter a glowing temple-like structure. There is a body laid out covered by a similar cloth. The attendant puts the tray down on the floor. The three are joined by two brown-robed attendants and one in black robes. They form up around a triangle on the floor, the red-robed ones on the sides and the others at the points. The black-robed 'high priestess' extinguishes torches carried by the other attendants by raising her hand from which a glow emanates. They all stand, heads bowed down, and a glow appears in the middle of the triangle. Successively four masked figures appear and disappear. A female in green with a smoking bowl which she causes to flame, a male in orange who does some conjuring tricks including producing a dove, a female in cyan strumming a lyre and a male in red who makes some martial gestures before firing a hand gun causing intense white discs of light. The 'high priestess' dismisses the other five attendants and as they start to leave a male figure in mauve suddenly appears. The five attendants pause. The 'high priestess' causes him to disappear with a wave of her hand from which the glow emanates. She dismisses the attendants again, looks down at the tray and pulls back the cloth over the body to show a hand. She takes off her ring which has a twisted gold band round a large black stone, puts it on the hand, replaces the cloth and leaves. There is a whirring sound and the temple-like structure takes off from the valley. It is a spaceship)
[Alien spaceship in space]
(the twisted gold band frames the spaceship)
(the twisted gold band frames one of Cally's eyes. She is sitting pensively with a sheet of paper hanging from her hand)
AVON [OC]: Cally.
CALLY: What is it?
AVON [OC]: Well, it looks like a door, and it's closed.
(Cally puts the paper on a table and lets him in)
AVON: Zen's fixed the orbit of the mineral asteroid that Tarrant was talking about. We have half an hour to decide if we go after it.
CALLY: Why not? It's something else to chase.
(Avon picks up the paper)
CALLY: A sketch of a place I used to know.
CALLY: Yes, ...Auron. And it's pointless to think about it. I'll never see it again.
AVON: That's why you've been shut in here for ten hours? Thinking about Auron and how you'll never see it again?
CALLY: That's why.
AVON: I wish I could promise you that the sparkling company on the flight deck would take you out of yourself.
CALLY: I'm all right.
AVON: No, you're not. ...But you will be. Regret is part of being alive. But keep it a small part.
CALLY: As you do?
(she gives him a friendly pat. He puts down the paper and follows her)
(Dayna is sitting holding a lyre. Vila moves a piece on the triangular board game)
VILA: I think I'm going to win this time, Avon.
DAYNA [OC]: Congratulations.
(Avon moves some pieces)
VILA: You can't. ...Oh. ...Yes, you can.
DAYNA: Vila didn't win again.
VILA: It was your fault. You put me off.
DAYNA: With pleasure. On the first planet we come to.
(Tarrant comes over and hands Avon the calculator he's been working on)
TARRANT: Here, take a look at this. That asteroid's less than thirty-two hours away, but we'll still be cutting it fine.
AVON: Let's get going then. There's nothing keeping us here.
ZEN: Information. Detectors indicate a vessel is approaching.
AVON: What speed is it making?
ZEN: There is no specific speed. The vehicle is apparently adrift.
AVON: Put it on visual.
ZEN: Confirmed. Scanners in operation.
(a blurred image of the alien spaceship is on the viewscreen)
TARRANT: Doesn't maintain your usual standards, Zen.
(the image clears)
TARRANT: Some kind of alien.
AVON: It's like nothing I've ever seen before.
VILA: An alien spaceship has aliens on it, right? My experience of aliens hasn't exactly been warming.
TARRANT: Your experiences with humans haven't been particularly glowing either. Zen, any idea where she comes from?
ZEN: Negative. No comparative data is available. Primary analysis suggests the design is eccentric and may be decorative rather than functional.
AVON: What about manpower, or whatever power it's got?
ZEN: The ship registers no life signs.
VILA: Well, if it really were alien it may not register as life.
ZEN: Alien vessel is now stationary.
ZEN: Two hundred spacials.
AVON: That's a little too perfect for something that is registering as unmanned.
TARRANT: We signal?
AVON: Give me a reason.
TARRANT: A reason? It's out there.
AVON: In other words, you're bored.
TARRANT: In other words, I don't believe in missing chances.
AVON: Any chance this offers is purely hypothetical. On the other hand, any minerals we pull off that asteroid are unique and therefore conceivably useful. And once its orbit takes it back into the perimeter of its sun, we lose it ...for another three months.
TARRANT: I still give this priority.
DAYNA: We can't just ignore it.
CALLY: No, Avon, we can't.
AVON: Something else to chase? Very well, as you are all so eager, Zen, signal the alien.
(there is a crackling sound which causes Cally to wince)
AVON: What is it?
AVON: You picked up on something.
CALLY: No. How could I? I'm an Auron. The only message I can receive is from one of my own people.
AVON: I know.
DAYNA: But you're still psi-developed, Cally. You can read minds sometimes. Did you?
CALLY: Not then!
TARRANT: I don't believe her.
AVON: Leave it, Tarrant. She just told you, only an Auron can communicate directly to another Auron. That thing out there is not an Auron ship. Zen, confirm negative response.
ZEN: Negative response confirmed.
(Avon unplugs Orac's activator)
AVON: Now, we have another decision to make. Somehow that ship has moored itself conveniently close. Do we teleport aboard?
TARRANT: I suggest a party of three for maximum cover, and armed.
AVON: Why do I get the feeling that you have been planning this for weeks? Very well. Vila, Cally, get three guns. Get to the teleport.
TARRANT: And do what?
AVON: (to Tarrant) You ...will remain here ...as backup with Dayna. ...You don't mind, do you?
(he gives him the activator)
[Liberator and alien spaceship in space]
[Alien spaceship interior]
(the body is still covered with the cloth and cobwebs hang in drapes. Amongst the cobwebs are coloured and silver ribbons. Cally teleports in)
CALLY: Avon? Vila?
(Avon and Vila teleport in. Vila slips on the dusty floor)
CALLY: Something went wrong?
VILA: You can say that again.
CALLY: You were both seconds behind me.
AVON: (into bracelet) Dayna, what happened?
DAYNA: (into communicator) Nothing happened.
AVON: (on communicator) I was late getting here and Vila arrived on his head.
TARRANT: (into communicator) Nothing showed up as wrong. I'll get Zen to check everything out.
AVON: Do that.
[Alien spaceship interior]
VILA: We are going to be able to get back, aren't we? I shouldn't like to have to spend the rest of my life here.
(in the background there is a hissing sound)
AVON: Don't worry. It wouldn't be a long one.
VILA: Wonderful. What do you mean?
AVON: Zen promised us an oxygen atmosphere but it's pretty thin on the ground.
(he puts his hand on an object that crumples easily. He then picks up a disc)
AVON: Though it must have been denser at one time to cause so much of this.
(he reduces the disc to powder)
CALLY: You kept Tarrant out. Why?
AVON: His enthusiasm can be distracting.
VILA: What are all these coloured ribbons?
AVON: Perhaps they were having a party. According to Zen this ship has one single deck and this is it. Do you notice anything?
CALLY: ...No instrument panels?
AVON: No navigational or drive systems whatsoever. It's unlikely that they would corrode without trace.
(Cally lifts the cloth on the body and exposes the ring)
CALLY: Avon, look at this.
(Avon lifts the cloth from the face)
AVON: Whatever it was, it was humanoid.
VILA: I don't think I want to see.
CALLY: This isn't a ship, it's a tomb. They, whoever they are or were, sealed their dead up inside and set it adrift in space. This rubble ...it's the remains of artefacts buried with the corpse.
VILA: That doesn't seem very hygienic.
AVON: You worked it all out very fast.
CALLY: Well, it's obvious.
CALLY: These jewels must be priceless.
(Cally blocks him as he reaches towards the ring)
CALLY: Vila, don't.
VILA: No. ...I don't think I will.
(as he turns away he trips over the object on the tray)
VILA: What's this?
(he pulls off the cloth. The dust-covered object is egg-shaped and it is mounted on a base with some buttons on a panel)
AVON [OC]: I take it that's a rhetorical question, or did you really think we knew?
(Cally is passing her hand over the body. The hissing sound gets louder)
VILA [OC]: No.
AVON [OC]: I'd like to take a look at it before you smash it to bits.
(Cally draws her gun and fires. The hissing sound stops)
AVON: What the hell?!
CALLY: I saw something. ...I think it must have been my reflection.
VILA: You can take modesty too far, you know.
DAYNA: (on communicator) Avon! Avon, answer.
AVON: (into bracelet) What is it?
TARRANT: (into communicator) The detectors are registering some sort of energy build-up all round you on that ship.
AVON: (on communicator) One of us just fired at something that wasn't there. Maybe we've triggered something else that is.
DAYNA: (into communicator) You certainly have. Listen, describe the interior.
AVON: Dust, debris, rather an old corpse...
DAYNA: What?! Well, is there any sort of beam you could have broken?
[Alien spaceship interior]
AVON: (into bracelet) Probably hundreds.
DAYNA: (on communicator) A trip-wire?
(Vila is looking at the ribbons)
AVON: We may have tripped a few wires, yes.
DAYNA: (into communicator) That ship must have an anti-intruder device rigged. You've activated it. Avon, I think you're now inside a live bomb.
[Alien spaceship interior]
AVON: (into bracelet) Then get us out of here fast and do it right this time.
(there is a thumping sound and the lights are fluctuating)
(indicating egg-shaped object)
AVON: Pick that thing up.
(as Vila approaches it the thumping sound gets louder and he covers his ears and closes his eyes. Cally picks up the object and teleports)
VILA: That was smooth, Dayna.
(he opens his eyes)
VILA: Dayna? Avon, we're still here.
TARRANT [OC]: Where are they? Cally, for heaven's sake!
ZEN: Build-up of energy aboard alien ship increasing.
TARRANT: Did they take off the bracelets?
CALLY: Of course they didn't.
(Dayna operates the teleport again)
DAYNA: Am I doing something wrong?
CALLY: No. This happened going in. As if...
ZEN: Build-up of energy aboard alien ship increasing to a critical point.
DAYNA: Zen, malfunction of teleport system.
ZEN: Shutdown may be implemented. Energy increase aboard alien ship computed as reaching critical point in thirty seconds.
CALLY: Put me back on the alien ship!
TARRANT: You heard Zen. You can't go back into that. Besides which, the teleport could fail totally at any moment or go into automatic shutdown.
CALLY: Try to put me back. Give me as many seconds as you can spare then try to bring me out again.
DAYNA: Don't. Don't, Cally!
ZEN: Twenty seconds.
CALLY: I think I can bring them out with me, otherwise they'll both die.
DAYNA: This way you'll all die.
ZEN: Fifteen seconds.
CALLY: It's our only chance. ...Do it!
(Dayna operates the teleport)
ZEN: Ten seconds.
[Alien spaceship interior]
(the thumping sound is even louder and the lights are still fluctuating)
AVON: (into bracelet) Answer me, will you? ...Answer me!
(Cally teleports in)
AVON: Don't tell me, Zen has finally gone mad.
(Cally takes his hand)
CALLY: There's no time. Vila, give me your hand.
(they teleport out)
[Alien spaceship explodes]
TARRANT: Zen, damage report.
ZEN: The Liberator has sustained no damage. The teleport is now functioning at full power.
DAYNA: Better late than never.
AVON: What the hell was going on over here? Afternoon tea?
TARRANT: Ask Zen. I want to know what trick Cally pulled off that Zen couldn't ...or wouldn't.
CALLY: Their teleport bracelets were affected by the energy build-up. Mine obviously wasn't. When I linked with Avon and Vila by touch, my bracelet boosted the others and brought the three of us through.
TARRANT: Neat. And not remotely believable.
(Vila and Cally are still holding hands)
VILA: Who cares, it worked. Thanks, Cally. ...I never realised you felt this way about me.
(Cally quickly breaks the hold)
CALLY: (to Avon) You were nearly killed. Was it worth it?
AVON: Was it?
CALLY: I'd like a straight answer.
AVON: Try a straight question.
CALLY: You didn't trust me. You thought I had some obscure reaction to something on that ship, didn't you? You and I teleported so that you could watch me and see what I'd do. You cut Tarrant out because he had the same idea, but he'd made no secret of it.
AVON: You're over-reacting.
CALLY: Probably. But you wouldn't expect a normal human response, would you? I'm not quite human.
(the dust has been removed from the egg-shaped object. The egg-shape is bright blue and it's on a shiny silver pedestal. In addition to various coloured buttons there are two control levers)
TARRANT: Are you having any luck with that object, Avon?
AVON: As you can see, no.
TARRANT: Try Orac with it.
AVON: I already have. It has no more idea of its function than we do.
DAYNA: Do any of the buttons respond?
(she holds the alien's ring in her hands. She has a vision of the ceremony in the alien ship. The female in green with the smoking bowl turns and is no longer masked. She looks like Cally)
VILA: I've got a headache. ...Cally had the right idea. I think I'll get some rest. ...It's as if a storm were coming.
TARRANT: Rather unlikely in here, don't you think?
DAYNA: I hate to say this, but I think Vila's right. There is something.
(She touches a console as she passes it and jumps)
DAYNA: I thought so! Static electricity.
(Avon touches the same console)
AVON: Nothing. It must be your naturally electric personality.
CALLY: I've finished with the book screen, Dayna. You said you wanted it.
TARRANT: Ah, Cally. I've been going over that theory of yours about the teleport bracelets boosting each other. As you're aware, it doesn't make sense.
CALLY: You have a better one?
TARRANT: There was some kind of power source on that alien ship that you were telepathically receptive to. When the teleport failed you were able to use that source to get yourself out and to get Avon and Vila out with you.
CALLY: I seem to be more clever than I thought I was.
TARRANT: What I really want to know is why you're being so bashful. What are you hiding and why?
AVON: Shut up, Tarrant.
TARRANT: Did you say something to me?
AVON: I said, shut up. I apologise for not realising you are deaf.
TARRANT: ...There's something else you don't realise. I don't take any orders from you.
AVON: Well, now that's a great pity, considering that your own ideas are so limited.
TARRANT: Oh, don't try and bluff your way with me, Avon. I know what's been needling you right from the start. With Blake gone, you thought you'd got it made, didn't you? Thought you'd got control of this ship and a crew of three who'd say, 'Yes, Avon. Whatever you want, Avon'. But you reckoned without me.
(Cally goes over to the egg-shaped object and starts touching the buttons with the back of fingers. A low crackling sound starts)
AVON: That wouldn't be too difficult.
TARRANT: Oh, really? I don't think so. When you found me on the Liberator, it was quite a blow. And every time you look at me, it hits you harder, doesn't it? I'm faster than you and I'm sharper. As far as it goes, I've made a success of my life. But you? The only big thing you ever tried to do you failed at. The greatest computer swindle of all time ...but you couldn't quite pull it off, could you? If it hadn't been for Blake, you'd be rotting on Cygnus Alpha right now. No, you failed, Avon. But I win. Not just at games, ...at life.
AVON: You also talk too much.
TARRANT: Be thankful I'm restricting myself to talk.
AVON: Well now, that's fascinating. You mean you can do something else?
DAYNA: Oh, stop this. What are you doing? Warming up to cutting each other's throats?
(as Cally leaves the crackling sound subsides)
TARRANT: Avon. Do you want to forget I said all that?
AVON: It wasn't particularly memorable.
(Cally pauses just outside the flight deck and hears Dayna)
DAYNA [OC]: We need sleep. All of us.
DAYNA: Even you need sleep, Tarrant.
TARRANT: And tomorrow, everything will look different?
AVON: If it does, you can assume you're on the wrong ship.
[Liberator in space overnight - five views]
DAYNA: (singing) 'I left my world to wander in this endless midnight sky, for space is just a starry night where no suns ever rise'.
(the twisted gold band comes to frame the final view of Liberator)
(she is laying with the ring on her finger. The crackling sound is present. As a voice calls her names she seems to be dressed in ceremonial robes)
ALIEN WOMAN [OC]: Cally. ...Cally. ...Cally.
(a vision of Cally in green with the smoking bowl)
(the egg-shaped object is now glowing and pulsing. Dayna hurries in)
ZEN: Inboard sensors detect a build-up of energy on flight deck. This energy is of an electrical nature.
(Vila hurries in)
VILA: Zen, what's the matter with the lights?
ZEN: Life systems have regained full power.
(Tarrant comes in)
TARRANT: What's happening?
VILA: Something funny is going on.
(she points to the egg-shaped object)
DAYNA: That will take the smile off your face.
VILA: Oh, no.
(she is still laying down. The crackling sound is louder)
TARRANT: Maybe Orac will be more obliging now that this thing has turned its light on.
VILA: My head's killing me.
TARRANT: You should learn self-defence.
(he plugs in Orac's activator)
TARRANT: Orac, I want another analysis.
ORAC: I have already informed you that this structure is of an unfamiliar type. My deductions are necessarily limited by the facts available and the rationality of possible theories. Wild surmise is not a part of my function.
TARRANT: Be more specific, Orac.
ORAC: The only deduction I have been able to make concerning this artefact is that its purpose is not only inimical but also apparently unreasonable. It is active although the panel of keys appears to have been pre-programmed many centuries prior to this activation. Since the origin of the device is ambiguous it must belong to a world or even a galaxy as yet unfamiliar to the human race.
DAYNA: What do you mean, the purpose of the artefact is unreasonable? Are you saying you do have some idea...
ORAC: I am not willing to speculate on so tenuous and oblique a basis. I should, however, warn you that a slight electrical imbalance appears to be... (there is an electronic whining)
VILA: What did you say?
(a tray of glasses on a table begins to shake)
TARRANT: Orac, what's the matter with you?
ORAC: Disconnect me.
TARRANT: Wait a minute, Orac...
(the glasses are tipped off the tray which then begins to fly around)
DAYNA: I don't believe that.
VILA: Try and convince me, will you? Please?
ORAC: Dis ...con ...n...
(smoke begins to come from the egg-shaped object)
TARRANT: Down! Get down!
(the egg-shaped object ceases glowing and gradually crumples to dust. The tray lands)
TARRANT: Zen, check the radiation level in here.
(Dayna checks Orac, pressing the activator, unplugging it and plugging it in again)
ZEN: Radiation level normal. There has been a second momentary increase of energy in the area of the flight deck, not in itself dangerous.
VILA: Well, it wouldn't be for you, would it?
DAYNA: Orac is damaged. I can't tell how badly.
VILA: I've got pins and needles.
ZEN: (distorted and halting) Inboard ...inboard ...sensors ...indicate there is an intruder aboard.
TARRANT: Well, that's impossible, Zen. Even if someone had teleport facility, there's nothing and nowhere they could have come from, is there?
ZEN: (distorted and halting) There ..is ...an ...intruder ...aboard.
DAYNA: Well, how? ...And where? ...Zen?
ZEN: (distorted and halting) Sensors ...cannot ...determine...
ZEN: (distorted and halting) Computers ...indicate ...a sustained electrical disturbance. ...Inboard sensors affected. ...There is an energy loss from all systems, ...all systems...
ZEN: (distorted and halting) There ..is ...a...
VILA: What's happening?
TARRANT: Somehow something is bleeding power out of this ship to use for itself. Zen's out of action. I'm going to shake Avon awake and get some guns. Dayna, you fetch Cally. I particularly want her with us....But Dayna, go carefully with her.
VILA: What's Cally supposed to have?
TARRANT: No time for a discussion, Vila. You stay here.
VILA: Stay here? Alone? ...I hope. ...It's getting dark.
(Cally is laying asleep)
ALIEN WOMAN [OC]: Cally? ...Cally, are you listening to me? ...I know you can hear me now, fully. ...You heard only a suggestion of my voice before, yet you responded. You obeyed me almost from the beginning, Cally. A telepath. ...Rare. ...A wonderful find, ...wonderfully vulnerable. (the vision of Cally in green kneels in the triangle) Cally, you've been so long alone. Cut off from your people. You've been homesick for your own world, your own kind, haven't you? For someone to communicate with. True communication, one brain speaking to another. But you won't ever be alone again, Cally. Not now, not for as long as you live.
(Dayna hears someone coming and crouches in a fighting stance. Tarrant appears wearing one gun and carrying two more)
TARRANT: Avon's not in his cabin. Get to Cally. Here, you may need to keep her covered with your gun. Take her through to the flight deck. Give Vila this gun and tell him, tell him to look after her.
DAYNA: Will he do it?
TARRANT: Make sure he does. You and I are going to comb this ship ...for Avon and for the intruder, whatever it is.
(as they leave in different directions Avon appears from a third)
VILA: (to Orac) I always said you were a useless pile of junk. ...No point in being nervous, Vila. No, there isn't. ...Lot of shadows I never noticed before. Hi, shadows! I suppose that's all you are, ...just shadows. Don't think about that. No, I won't think about that. ...But, since you're all here...
(he produces a small red glass from his mouth and imagines applause)
VILA: Oh, really. It wasn't that good. Just watch this...
(he pours white powder into a clenched hand fro his other one, opens the clenched hand which is empty and then pours white powder from the other one. He imagines louder applause and bows)
VILA: Well, thank you, you're too kind, ...too kind.
(he notices a lyre laying on a bench)
VILA: I, the master of illusion, command you to play.
(he hears chords)
Eh? No, don't do that. I didn't mean it. Dayna?
(a vision of Dayna in cyan plays a lyre. A vision of Vila in orange is cowering)
VILA [VO]: You're always getting at me.
DAYNA [VO]: Your helplessness brings out my sadistic streak.
(the strings of the lyre on the bench begin to strum)
VILA: Stop it! ...Don't!
(Vila covers his ears and turns away. A vision of him in orange does the same. The lyre takes off from the bench and he watches it , mesmerised)
DAYNA: Cally? ...Cally. ...There's trouble, Cally. ...Come on, wake up. ...Wake up.
(she hears a the crackling sound)
DAYNA: Avon? Vila?
(at the door there is bright flash of light, she screams and faints)
(the lyre is still mesmerising Vila. Vila covers his head with his arms.The vision of him in orange does the same. The lyre lands back on the bench. When he looks up he sees the lyre)
VILA: It didn't happen. No, of course it didn't.
(he gets up and goes and sits down)
VILA: ...Pins and needles.
(he hears the crackling sounds, a female hand, wearing the ring touches him on the shoulder. He jumps up and looks behind him and initially sees nothing. Then he sees an alien woman in ceremonial robes. As he approaches her she raises her hand and there's a flash of light from it. Vila falls to the floor)
(Cally is still asleep. Tarrant is kneeling beside Dayna)
TARRANT: So you're alive,
DAYNA: I shouldn't be. I don't deserve to be, I'm sorry.
TARRANT: I bet you are.
TARRANT: She's in some sort of coma. Describe what attacked you.
DAYNA: Well, that's the point. It was Cally. ...But not Cally.
TARRANT: Somehow something came off that alien ship and onto Liberator. To do it it used the device Cally brought with her and it used Cally. I don't understand how, if what was on the ship was dead, but there must have been something left, some kind of pure energy.
DAYNA: It looks like her and it has a body.
TARRANT: Then it's used her as a blueprint to make itself a brand new physical shape, only the whole thing sounds crazy.
DAYNA: Oh, it's happening. And what hit me was real enough. It's feeding off the ship's energy and off Cally. It will kill her.
TARRANT: I wonder what it's got planned for the rest of us? I just better get rid of it before it starts.
AVON: Do you want the applause now or will it wait?
TARRANT: Where were you?
AVON: Outside, about twenty feet down the corridor. You carelessly managed to miss me both times you went by.
TARRANT: Oh, another game, hide and seek perhaps.
AVON: I was watching this cabin.
AVON: Isn't it obvious? We've been outmanoeuvred. Teleport failures, mysterious alien artefacts. While you and I were pawing the ground, that thing managed to get Cally to reactivate the device in the correct sequence. Cally is the link all right, but short of killing her there wasn't much we could do to stop it. Whatever is now on this ship has sufficient psi-abilities to drain the Liberator and Cally to the dregs. ...It is also capable of throwing high voltage bouquets. ...If you want it, it's gone toward the flight deck. I followed it a little way. However, I wouldn't advise a headlong infantry charge.
TARRANT: I'm sure you wouldn't.
(he draws his gun and leaves)
(Tarrant runs towards the flight deck. A vision of Tarrant in red carrying a hand gun does the same)
(Tarrant finds Vila on the floor. He senses the alien woman and fires at her to no effect)
ALIEN WOMAN: I'm afraid your rather temperamental weapons aren't stable anymore.
TARRANT: What are you?
ALIEN WOMAN: Cally. Can't you see?
TARRANT: Cally is dying. D'you want that?
ALIEN WOMAN: I have established a psychic link between us, she and I. If I let her go, she'll live. But I require her life energy to complete this shape, so she'll have to become a part of me. Not dead, absorbed. I'd never kill superfluously. You should bear that in mind.
(Tarrant looks at Vila on the floor)
TARRANT: 'Superfluous' may mean something different to you.
ALIEN WOMAN: Tarrant. ...Yes, I know your name, just as I know your language. To my people death is an interim state. But to humans death is death. That makes you very simple to deal with.
TARRANT: Don't bet on that.
ALIEN WOMAN: But you can't fight me. Only the Auron girl could have done that, but she left it too late. Part of her welcomed me. You see, I could reach her mind. When she tried to close the door against me, it was emotionally impossible. Besides, how could she have true loyalties to any non-telepath, ...any human?
TARRANT: Normally only an Auron can contact another Auron. Your psi-powers must be extremely advanced.
ALIEN WOMAN [OC]: They are.
TARRANT: But still you needed that device to bring you through.
ALIEN WOMAN: My people have learned how to boost their psychic capabilities by means of high technology.
TARRANT: You disrupted the systems of this ship. That isn't going to help you.
ALIEN WOMAN: You underestimate your vessel. It's largely capable of regeneration and the power source is virtually limitless. Yes, I think I will accept your ship as your gift to me. You call it Liberator, don't you? ...How very apt.
TARRANT: Presumably you could kill us all. So why haven't you?
ALIEN WOMAN: I told you, I don't kill superfluously. When I was alive before, I was accustomed to being served ...by intelligent menials. I'm prepared to offer you all a choice. You can live as my...
TARRANT: Intelligent menials?
ALIEN WOMAN: Don't let a mere two words prevent you from staying alive.
TARRANT: You underestimate your powers of expression.
(Tarrant has a vision of the male in red/Tarrant, the female in cyan/Dayna and the male in orange/Vila gathered about alien/Cally as orange/Vila passes alien/Cally a white dove which she passes on to red/Tarrant)
ALIEN WOMAN: Come now. Would it be so very horrible to serve me, to be my protector?
(the vision disappears)
ALIEN WOMAN: Would it be so soul-destroying, Tarrant? It was predicted that I would find you. That I would live again because of each of you. And your roles in my new life, they were predicted too.
(Tarrant attempts to strike the alien but she vanishes. She reappears behind him)
ALIEN WOMAN: ...Or you can die! I like to be waited on but it isn't essential. As far as the computers are concerned, my voiceprint is the same as Cally's. I can soon learn how to control the ship. I've already learned how to cripple it.
(Vila rolls over, groaning. She indicates him)
ALIEN WOMAN: That one interests me. He has a very high IQ and yet he acts like an imbecile. ...He'll make an ideal pet.
(Tarrant lunges to the console and pushes the communicator switch)
(the alien woman lifts her hand which glows)
ALIEN WOMAN: Stay where you are. Do I really have to kill you to prove you're in the presence of a superior?
TARRANT: Ahrgh... ...All right. ...That was a stupid move.
ALIEN WOMAN: Yes, stupid. ...I have a world, a planet, a home. I mean to get there.
TARRANT: A planet? Where?
ALIEN WOMAN: A world that would take more than your lifetime to reach. A world more beautiful than any other. A world you'll never see even if I let you live.
(she lifts the glowing hand again)
ALIEN WOMAN: You need instruction, human called Tarrant.
(he cries out and falls to the floor)
ALIEN WOMAN: Rather than render you unconscious I want you to experience that pain. I want you to think about it. ...The girl who sings songs would do well to learn by your example.
(Dayna comes in with her gun drawn)
ALIEN WOMAN: Throw that away. ...Away, I said.
(Dayna complies and crosses to Tarrant)
TARRANT: (to Dayna) Cally?
DAYNA: She's hardly even breathing.
ALIEN WOMAN: Cally, Tarrant, Dayna, Vila. One is missing.
ALIEN WOMAN: Remember my mental link with Cally. Naturally I know who is here and who isn't, particularly if it's Avon. Where is he, Dayna? ...Very well, let me guess. He's outside in the corridor as you were before he failed to stop you rushing in here.
AVON: As a matter of fact, I didn't try to stop her. I just got out of her way.
ALIEN WOMAN: I don't think you should look at me like that.
AVON: Don't you?
ALIEN WOMAN: I might interpret it as insolence, ...which could be uncomfortable for you.
AVON: Could it?
ALIEN WOMAN: Yes, it could, Avon. But you are always practical, aren't you? Have you decided to accept my terms?
AVON: Have you offered some?
ALIEN WOMAN: You will have heard me, I think, from the corridor, just as you watched me earlier from the other corridor.
AVON: I didn't hear any terms, just something about 'pets'.
ALIEN WOMAN: Cally would want you to live, I know that.
AVON: It must get tiresome for you, ...knowing so much.
VILA: Avon! Say you'll do as she says.
DAYNA: Vila! Be quiet!
ALIEN WOMAN: He has an unusually sharp intelligence, which can recognise when it's beaten. I might forgive him for wanting to steal my ring.
AVON: Cally stole your ring.
ALIEN WOMAN: Cally was supposed to. I hope you made her a touching farewell.
AVON: She's not dead ...yet.
ALIEN WOMAN: But she won't struggle, not against me.
(Cally is laying on her bed)
ALIEN WOMAN: I'm waiting for your answer.
(Avon moves towards her)
ALIEN WOMAN: Stay where you are.
(he continues to approach her)
(Cally is stirring)
ALIEN WOMAN: Very well, ...now you can see me properly.
(he hears a whooshing sound)
ALIEN WOMAN: I like you, Avon. You're stronger than the rest. Cally liked you. You can console yourself now I'm so very much in her image. I could even think and feel as she does. You and I can be friends.
AVON: You surprise me.
ALIEN WOMAN: You know that I wouldn't wish to make a slave of you, don't you? ...Not you.
AVON: It's a pity you couldn't get rid of me earlier, wasn't it, and Vila, when you jammed the teleport so that only Cally would get out of your coffin alive.
ALIEN WOMAN: I was mistaken.
AVON: Yes, Cally wouldn't leave us to die, so you had to let the three of us through, very reluctantly. You knew where the danger would be right from the start.
ALIEN WOMAN: Avon...
AVON: You are taking this ship ...precisely nowhere.
ALIEN WOMAN: Don't be foolish. You spoil yourself. But I'll be patient with you. I've waited centuries. I can afford a few moments until you can bring yourself to consent to be obliging.
AVON: And no one aboard this ship is going to accept or carry out a single demand of yours.
ALIEN WOMAN: You've seen what I can do.
AVON: It would be a little difficult to miss.
ALIEN WOMAN: Don't try to play games with me.
AVON: Nothing was further from my mind. You've given us your terms, now I will give you ours. No deal.
(her robes start blowing as if there is a breeze)
ALIEN WOMAN: I thought you were the clever one. You're a fool, ...like Tarrant. The pain Tarrant is experiencing, visualise that pain and much more.
(Cally's head is thrashing about)
ALIEN WOMAN [OC]: You're as close to death as you have ever been.
ALIEN WOMAN: Think about human death, Avon. ...Irrevocable.
AVON: I have thought about it. What's keeping you?
ALIEN WOMAN: What did you say?
AVON: You claim you can kill me. You better get on with it. ...Make me die. ...There's nothing else you can make me do.
(he steps right up to her. She begins to pant and electrical bolts flash from her face and explode control stations)
(Cally's is thrashing about frantically on her bed)
ALIEN WOMAN: One ...last ...chance.
(she raises her arm and continues to pant)
AVON: Save it.
(more panels explode fires break out. She screams out)
(Cally' suddenly sits up awake)
ALIEN WOMAN [OC]: No!!!
AVON: It seems you made another mistake. Cally has loyalties after all. But you knew that right from the beginning, didn't you?
(he reaches up and pulls her arm behind her back. The crackling sound stops)
AVON: You look so beautiful ...when you're angry.
(he kisses her tenderly, slips the ring from her finger and then brings it round and holds it up in front of her face)
AVON: Thank you.
ALIEN WOMAN: Give it to me.
AVON: That would be a little foolish, when I just went to so much trouble to get it.
ALIEN WOMAN: You don't understand.
AVON: Don't I? Psychic abilities boosted by high technology? This ring is the real source of your power, isn't it? ...This is how you formed your link with Cally and you cannot hold her or feed off this ship without it.
ALIEN WOMAN: Avon! ...Avon, give it back to me.
(a vision of Avon in mauve holding the smoking bowl)
ALIEN WOMAN: You must. You don't know. I have to keep this body! I have to live. I've waited so long. ...Centuries. More time than you could comprehend. How can you imagine what it must be like to be dead. To exist in nothingness, in nowhere. Blind, ...deaf, ...dumb, ...and yet to be sentient, ...aware, ...waiting. ...Centuries of waiting. ...I have to find my world again, ...my people, ...my home. I want to breathe ...and see ...and feel, ...and know. Don't send me back into the dark, Avon, Let me live.
(a vision of Avon in mauve holding the smoking bowl. He turns the bowl over and pours ashes out onto the floor. Avon throws the ring into one of the burning consoles where it explodes. As she speaks she begins to turn into a corpse and disappears)
ALIEN WOMAN: I want to live, ...to live. ...I want to live, ...to live, ...to live. ...I want to live, ...to live, ...to live. ...I want to...
(Vila, Dayna and Tarrant are kneeling on the floor. Cally has come in and a tear runs down her face)
[Liberator in space]
VILA: All right. Cally was telepathically linked into that thing, so Avon gambled that Cally could be shocked into fighting it, and that it couldn't kill him because Cally wouldn't let it. And it worked. But that means that Cally sat back while it had a go at all the rest of us. I've always liked Cally.
DAYNA: You're being pedantic, Vila.
VILA: I am?
DAYNA: Well, in the end, it wasn't trying to kill us, just Avon. He'd pushed it into a corner where it couldn't do anything else.
VILA: What d'you mean, it wasn't trying to kill us? It nearly killed me when it fixed the teleport.
DAYNA: Well, that was before it totally linked with Cally. She didn't have any influence over it except that it had to protect her. Anyway, Avon was the target then, too. You were incidental.
VILA: 'Incidental'? That'll look good on my gravestone. It nearly killed Cally.
DAYNA: It was absorbing her rather than killing her. Making her part of itself. She felt that, too, that's why she couldn't fight for herself.
VILA: That doesn't make sense to me.
DAYNA: Well, then obviously it's the right answer.
ZEN: All systems have been restored to maximum capacity. The Liberator is now fully operational.
VILA: At least Zen's talking to us again, and even Orac's back on his feet.
DAYNA: What a revolting thought!
VILA: You should be used to those. .
(Cally comes in)
TARRANT: You sure you're up to this, Cally?
AVON: Translated, that means how do you feel?
CALLY: I feel all right. Thank you.
TARRANT: And how about you, Vila?
VILA: Oh, I'm ...Oh, I see.
(Avon and Cally exchange glances)
AVON: Zen, let's get out of here.